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2Pac

Tradin War Stories

 

Tradin War Stories

(album: All Eyez On Me - 1996)


[2Pac:]
A military mind, nigga
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind, nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know

[2Pac:]
We trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

[2Pac:]
Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinking hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catching up to God quicker
Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
And feared men grow on trees
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes
So niggas whisper when they mention
Machiavelli was my tutor Donald Goines, my father figure
Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers
Henceforth, we thug niggas and we came in packs
Every one of niggas strapped sipping on 'yak
In the back, my AR-15
Thugging 'til I die, these streets got me craving thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money making
Fat as that ass that honey shaking

[2Pac & Kastro:]
My nigga trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
My nigga trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas despise, look in my eyes

[Kastro:]
I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit
They call it overthugging and shit
But I was just a younger nigga;
Getting older and loving this shit
But what was I doing in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first
Facing termination in the worst
But I figured to play the wall; to watch all
These playa hating niggas position for I could see 'em all
Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you
But it'll never be a repeat people I'm tryna tell you

[Edi Amin:]
Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smoking greenery
Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this game something D-P
My eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out
And wide open the riding and smoking
Colliding with foes in the worst place;
y'all shouldn'ta fucked with us ,in the first place
Y'all real O.G.'s, dropping game to the youngsters
Y'all don't want no funk cause
y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

[2Pac & C-Bo:]
We trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

[C-Bo:]
I breaks them off with this gangsta war story tale
Stacking loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12
Slap my clip in the chamber; fool, your life's in danger
No one will remain when I come through dumping insane
Call me Bo Loc Major Pain, gun-slang and moving 'caine
I be the nigga that's pulling the trigger and dumping the hot ones up in your brain
More bigger balls than RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that ass up against the wall (up against the wall)
Never been no sign for men call
How we bucks them down on the way to the ground
Ain't nothing but the hog in me
Plus, stomping steel toed, killing up hoes and keep mobbing G
It ain't no calling the funk off
Don't be funking with my sawed off
Bust they dirty-ass drawers off
And had them bitch niggas hauled off

[2Pac (Napolean):]
We trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise (look in my eyes)
We trading war stories, we Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise (look in my eyes)

[Napoleon:]
My whole family been raised, on shit that ain't okay
Ain't nothing on this earth will make a nigga like me stay
I'm reminiscing, and catching flashbacks when niggas ran up
in my house and I was too young, to try to blast back
What happened then? No one would tell me since I was three
Heard that God took my peoples, now they living somewhere free
But fuck that, you got whats mines and I want that
Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back
And now I'm sitting, holding in anger because my parents missing
Thugging Immortal when got some war stories for you

[Storm:]
Now look at me straight Outlaw Immortal
Never gave a fuck cause I was nobody's daughter
Outlawing from my tits to my clits, don't try to figure
Cause the murderous tendencies in my mind, can't be controlled, nigga
So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer?
Would you try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla
When I got you on kay-nine-fourths
Praying to God as your life goes back and forth
We trading war stories

[2Pac:]
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes
We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

[2Pac:]
War stories nigga; hahaha, what players do
Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz
Motherfucking 2Pac a.k.a. Makaveli
Can you feel me?
Just so you know, it's on Death Row
My niggas love that shit
Dramacydal in this motherfucker, heheheh
Yea nigga! Shout out to my niggas Fatal N Felony
C-Bo, the bald head nut, what?
You know what time it is

done

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